The Betrayed Billionaire

Xavier In Nightclub

"The beauty of life is, while we cannot undo what is done, we can see it, understand it, learn from it, and change so that every new moment is spent not in regret, guilt, fear, or anger but in wisdom, understanding, and love."

"If it were up to me, I would not even let you work in any of the companies in New York, let alone my office."

Those painful words kept ringing in my ears, stealing my peace of mind. I was already swimming in the pool of guilt, hearing those words from his mouth had left me in a puddle of misery. For years, I have been running from my past, and facing difficulties, but his face has brought me back to the place from where I started.

To zero!

"Damn! Babe!" Kat's yelling pulled me out of the trance. 

Turning my face towards her, only to find her staring at her laptop's screen with 'puppy-dog eyes'.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me your Xavier Knight is the living piece of meat? I know it's cliche, but JUST look at him, oh... those delicious biceps ..."

"He's not mine, and secondly why on earth are you stalking him?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at her.

Kat shrugged, flicking her brown hair, usually tied in a bun that was now hanging loosely over her shoulder.

"Because my dear Eve, I've to look out for you." She replied, obviously in her 'duh' tone.

This girl!

"And dude, he looks nothing like you described." She said, sounding disappointed.

"He changed." I sighed, "People change."

"I didn't know about anyone, but he definitely aged like fine wine." She commented while shutting down the laptop and scooting closer to me.

As always, her calculative gaze studied my face and despite my every attempt to ignore her, I failed. There was no point in telling her the hate I faced in the office because I was damn tired of seeing the pity in her eyes.

"Tell me." She asked as her voice turned serious; her questions always made my skin tingle with anxiety.

"Do you think I'm getting punished?" I asked.

A frown appeared on her face after hearing the question. Sighing, she wrapped her arms around me, placing her head on my shoulder. "You changed Eve, you had your fair share of punishment a long time ago. Don't let anyone walk over you all again."

The hatred in his eyes appeared once again before my eyes. "He hates me," I said, leaning on the couch. "And I think I deserve every bit of his contempt."

Kat stood up, her eyes were twinkling in amazement, disturbingly. "Stand up." She said, well not said, she commanded me.

"Why?" I groaned.

"I'm dressing you up for a 'girls' night, now come on."

I was about to say 'no', which is also my go-to answer in every situation.

But Kat dragged me out of the living room to her bedroom. I wasn't even sure how she switched her mood from serious to partying, but maybe I needed it right now. She hid a stash of perfect dresses for me that she knew I would never purchase seeing my closet contained a bunch of T-shirts and jeans.

 I had been trying out a bunch of dresses for half an hour already and it seemed that most of them just didn't work out.

"Kat! This is ridiculous. I'm not opening up my 'soul' for everyone to see," I whined. I was bothered that she might try to set me up with some strange guy in the nightclub.